Love

All My Poems About The Highs And Lows, Ups and Downs And Sometimes Torture Of Love

Love Of Her

Love and Lust of luscious lips And my eyes burn to see her beauty So does my heart for which is tearing Which can live forever with immunity Love broken, so can’t be rebuilt

Is She?

Is she a girl of Flowers? She doesn’t blossom after days of showers. Yet even with that sweet, smell of fragrance, it wouldn’t live long in my remembrance. Is she a girl of Truth?

Guardian Angel

Love Of Best Friends

Where's The Last Tear?

When will the last tear fall? Will it be on my face or over my death bed? I fell in love; however she said the love fell. Feeling the pain of my heart as if it were in hell. Where is her love?

I Fell In Love

Falling, Always Falling...